Blair

　　"Lucifer Zayn Santiago! You have to be kidding me!" I yelled over the phone.


　　You see, it's been two weeks since he left and two weeks since I heard from him.

　　Those were the longest weeks of my life.

　　Police were at our school questioning everyone on the 'disappearance' of Princeton Matteo.


　　Once someone mentioned Zayn's name, the police left without a word.

　　But no one missed the scared looks on their faces.


　　It was priceless. But I would be scared too.

　　After realizing what I'd have to be dealing with.

　　More specifically who.

　　"Blair." Zayn called before I heard shuffling.

　　"Yes?" I answered.

　　"You zoned out on me." He replied.

　　"Oh. What was I saying?" I asked and he chucked deeply.

　　"You were talking about how handsome I was." He said, and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

　　"Ha ha. That's a good joke." I said sarcastically.

　　He was in a good mood today, making my mood lighten as well.

　　"Switch to Skype?" He asked and I heard some more shuffling.

　　"Okay." I said, ending the call and calling him on Skype.

　　He answered and at first it was pitch black, considering that it was 3am there.

　　Then he turned the lights on and the room was illuminated.

　　There was a huge bed in the center and behind it was an extremely large window.

　　The room was very clean and decorated in black.

　　"Haircut?" He asked, sitting in front of the camera.

　　"How did you know?" I asked, smiling.

　　"Because it's not obvious." He replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

　　"Sarcastic Sammy is back." I muttered under my breath.

　　"Heard that." He said, narrowing his eyes.

　　"What was that, Dale? You're ready to leave for school?" I said, faking it.

　　"Y-" I cut him off by continuing.

　　"Sorry, Lucifer. I have to go to school." I said, about to end the call.

　　"Saturday." He stated, rolling his eyes.

　　"Oh yeah." I said, chuckling.

　　"I need to go anyway." He said, massaging his temple.

　　"You do?" I asked sadly and he nodded.

　　"Call you later." He said before cutting the call.

　　I sighed, strutting downstairs and sitting on the couch.

　　Dale was out and I was home alone. I picked up my phone  and dialed a number.

　　"Hello?" They answered sleepily.

　　"Wake up, shitface." I said, laying down.

　　"Must you torture me always?" Jordan asked through the phone.

　　"Yes ma'am." I said smiling widely. "Get up. You have to babysit."

　　"Babysit? Who?" He questioned.

　　"Babysit me." I said, turning on the TV.

　　"You're lucky I don't try to kill you. I'll be there by 10." He said, shuffling.

　　"Great." I said, cutting the call and walking into the kitchen to make snacks.

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　　"Wait so you and him aren't a thing?" Jordan asked, stuffing his face with popcorn.

　　"Nope." I replied, stealing the bowl.

　　"But he looks at you like I look at Sabrina." He stated, furrowing his eyebrows.

　　"You're blind." I said.

　　"Sure. I'm the blind one." He sarcastically said.

　　"Don't make me kick you out." I replied, sipping my juice.

　　"Please do." He said, rolling his eyes.

　　"No Sir." I grinned at him before looking back at the screen.

　　We were trying to watch a movie but it kept buffering every 5 minutes.

　　Eventually, we got tired and switched it back to regular TV.

　　I tried focusing on the show but my mind kept drifting back to Zayn.

　　He said he doesn't know when he'll be back.

　　And I already miss hearing his motorcycle engine.

　　I missed his scent.

　　I missed him.

　　My eyes widened and I looked at Jordan stupidly to see if he heard what my mind said.

　　He was too engrossed in the show to even realize that I was staring at him.

　　My phone suddenly pinged and I looked down at it.

　　Z♧:

　　What're you doing?

　　Me:

　　Watching TV. You?

　　Z♧:

　　On my way to a meeting.

　　Wish you could be here.

　　I'm a few seconds away from bombing this fucking highway.

　　Me:

　　Let me guess, traffic?

　　Z♧:

　　No. It's unicorns.

　　Me:

　　Your sarcasm isn't needed, Lucifer.

　　Z♧:

　　Later, Princess.

　　I shook my head, trying to get rid of the stupid smile on my face.

　　"You're so in love." Jordan said from next to me.

　　"What?" I asked.

　　"Nothing." He said, looking back at the TV.

　　I smacked his head and laughed when his popcorn fell on the floor.

　　"Oh, you're gonna get it." He said, smiling evily at me.

　　I immediately got up and ran into the kitchen.

　　I hid in the storage cabinet under the sink, a place where no one else could fit.

　　His footsteps passed by the door and I stayed suprisingly quiet.

　　That was until I heard a squeak from on my left.

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　　Dale came home and immediately started scolding us.

　　We were both soaking wet after having a water fight.

　　Inside the house, which was also soaking wet.

　　He made us clean it up and after that, Jordan had to leave.

　　"See you at school on Monday?" He asked, pulling me into a hug.

　　"You got it, Dude." I replied, hugging him back.

　　He got in his car and drove away.

　　Walking back inside, I walked over and sat on Dale's lap, looking up at him.

　　"What's wrong, Puddin?" He asked, closing his book and holding me.

　　"I love you." I said quietly and he smiled.

　　"I love you too." He replied, kissing my head.

　　I stayed up and waited for Zayn to call that night,

　　But he never did.

　　I frowned as I laid there, tired of waiting.

　　I closed my eyes and went to sleep with only one thought on my mind.

　　Where are you, Lucifer?